Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1887-11-14
UNDER THE SOD.
THE ANARCHISTS CONSIGNED TO
THE GRAVE.
A Remarkable Funeral Procession
Incidents Along the Line
Immense Throng.


CHICAGO, November 13th-Flitting mile
after mile in the gloom, down to the cold
flat earth, five unseen soulless fgures-fiee-
ing in death as from One Great Being for
whom alone there can be no law-found a
hiding-place tonight in the darkness at
the most desolate spot on the prairie's wide
expanse. The five CHASTITY figures were
symbols of the attempted destruction of
the law. They were the Eve dead Anarch-
ists-Spies, Parsons, Fischer, Engel and
Louis Lingg. Probably half million peo-
pie in the city of their terrible crime saw
the hast public preparations for their final
flight to the tomb. Seven thousand men
and two hundred and fifty women aided in
the city, by forming in procession behind
Them.
Zen thousand people were present in the
barest, emptiest graveyard adjacent to Chi
cago. When the corpses at last were hid
oen, muttered curses and bitter murmurs
and the cry of Throttle the law " accom-
panied the parting words spoken over the
five lifeless bodies. 1t was almost TO a
second, exact time, forty y-eight hours from
the moment the scaffold drop fell with
August Spies and his comrades that the
biackest OF hearses drew up at the door of
his relatives. More peculiar still was the
iact that the hearse was just ready to start
at the precise moment corresponding to the
announcement at the gallows that Spies
had ceased to breathe. This was
THE BEGINNING OF THE oBsEQUIEs.
The scene is at the extreme northwestern
corner of the city, and the route taken re-
sembled nothing so much as a monster
blacksnake. Stretching right TO the center
OF Chicago, and protruding out and beyond
the southwestern angle, serried lines of
blackness were formed of human beings,
wedged together into almost single con-
tlnuous whole. Off from Milwaukee ave-
nue. Spies lived in little oasis of well-to-
do Americans and Germans, while the
others entombed to- day had places of abode
scattered along at intervals of five or six
blocks close to the same thoroughfare, but
in the midst Of the most ignorant and un-
couth classes of Chicago's foreign-born
population. About four thousand per-
sons, most of them neighbors of Spies,
were congregated on the street and
lined the sidewalks of the block in which
Spies lived. When the time for departure
arrived-as at other houses where Anarch-
lists bodies lay-a constant stream of
mourners or curious sight-seers had been
since almost daylight pouring through the
building and viewing the livid remains or
gazing at the weeping relatives. When
the torty-eight hours anniversary of the
scaffoid-drop had come and the somber
hearse was standing patient at the curb, the
TALL, STATELY FORM OF CAPTAIN BLACK,
Was seen stepping out through the throng
at the Spies threshold. Supported on his
arm, with head pillowed on his shoulder,
was clinging, girlish figure. clad in Grape
from head to toot-the picture of utter woe.
instantly a whisper was heard on every
side: There she is ~ There's Nina Van
Zandt ~ That's Spies wifel"
1t was not till the coffin had been placed
in the hearse and the immediate mourners
had entered their carriages and five hun
dred blue -badged Turner's had formed in
ranks ahead that the crowd discovered its
mistake. She was calmly seated in the
flrst carriage. with not sign of mourning
in her apparel, nor single trace of grief
IN her pale, set countenance. The face was
Enthusiastically that of Spies youthful
proxy bride, but it had suddenly acquired
dignity and matureness that gave an un-
iooked-for but far from repellant aspect
to one of her years. Aside from this ex-
preston the shapely features wore a pecu-
liar yellowish pallor. 1t may have been
| the mere fancy of observers, but those who
saw the face of Spies as he trod to his place
on the gallows say the pallor on his counte-
nance then was exactly that of to-day on
the face of
NINA VAN ZANDr.
She was apparelled in well-worn fur
| trimmed wrap of dark wine-colored or
| purple velvet, very simply made dress of
black silk, and small, neat bonnet to match
| the wrap. Whole crowds were recovering
| from surprise at Miss Van Zandts de.
| meanor and dress, when the black-clad
| girl who had accompanied Captain Black
| into the same carriage with Spies pseudo
wife threw back her veil and disclosed the
| tear-stained features of the dead mans
| sister, Gretchen. Alongside Nina, and
| apparently deriving some consolation from
| words of cheer spoken now and then, sat
the aged mother of Spies. who seemed to
| have rather better control Of her grief than
| her daughter.
THE PROCESSION UNDER WAY.
The band soon struck up a mournful
dirge, and the procession started slowly
down Milwaukee avenue, which was lined
with such mass of people as was never
seen on it before. Moving slowly along.
the procession was joined at the homes of
| Fischer, Parsons, Engel and Lingg, by their
| remains and portions of the parade which
originated at each house The scenes at
| each of the houses were somewhat similar
| to those at Spies
ON HISTORIC GROUND.
The most striking view of the procession
was obtained at the corner of Lake and
Desplaines streets, for it brought so vividly
J to mind the scene of May 4, 1886, when
the bomb was thrown. 1t was Just 1:45
o'clock when the head of the line reached
the spot. At the corner is the saloon and
| hall of Charles Zepf, the Anarchist. 1t
was in this saloon that Parsons took his
wife and children after he had finished his
| speech at the Haymarket, and where they
sat when the bomb was thrown. Two hun
| dred feet south of the corner was the place
where stood the wagon from which Spies
and his comrades delivered their harangues
and counseled the throttling of the law,
and here, too, was the alley from which
THE Kissing AND FATAL BoMB
Was hurled into the ranks of the police.
A little farther south is the spot where The
| missile fell and did such awful destruction
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